| Etched in digital stone | |
| This voice has found a home | |
| Inside your head | |
| What can be said | |
| To a computer grown | |
| Brains wrapped up in bone | |
| Open up your ears | |
| How do you hear | |
| Put away those books | |
| Take a long look | |
| Who grew your hands | |
| Who writes your plans | |
| Who through your eyes | |
| Sees these blue skies | |
| Who made all this | |
| Take a wild guess | |
| You are god | |
| You are god | |
| Ages untold | |
| Found us all controlled | |
| Priest, president, king, czar | |
| Told us what we are | |
| This is no more | |
| Broke down their door | |
| No more mind cage | |
| In this now age | |
| In this now age | |
| We are god | |
| You are god |